Ciel's eyes widened, confused and shocked by the sudden change in the older man. "What… What do you mean…?"

"You're sexually aroused… Hard. Feel yourself. Feel how hard you are." Sebastian slowly moved his hand and rested it against Ciel's crotch.

Ciel immediately grabbed for Sebastian's wrist and yanked it away. "Don't touch me!"

"Fine," said Sebastian, moving away from Ciel and pulling a book from the shelf. He sat down at the plush couch near the window and spread his legs out, calmly reading the book.

Ciel silently sat on the bed, looking down at the bed sheets, studying the pattern. Occasionally, he would glance at the older man across the room, but he dared not say anything. He was glad Sebastian was away from him.

But as more time passed, the young boy began to feel a slowly increasing pain in his crotch. He gritted his teeth and closed his legs, holding in his breath. It hurts…

Ciel breathed out shakily as he slowly moved to the edge of the bed, starting to stand up. But the pain of the erection caused him to fall over, hitting the hard, marble floors. He cried out with pain as he tried to sit up.

Sebastian smoothly closed the book and set it off to the side, standing and pulling Ciel up. He hld his arms, keeping the boy's body steady. Ciel kept shaking in Sebastian's hold, not meeting the older man's eyes.

"What's wrong?" Sebastian asked with a hint of teasing, his eyes amused.

"N-nothing…"

"You seem quite… in pain. And something tells me it's not just you falling that caused this pain."

Ciel shook his head, trying to escape the man's hold, but he was unable to.

"I'll relieve the pain," Sebastian said after a moment only filled with grunts and whimpers as the child tried to move out of his grip.

"H-huh?! What do you mean?"

"There is only one way to relieve this pain…" Sebastian slowly but firmly moved Ciel to the bed, laying him down on it and climbing beside him.

The older man then wrapped his long, thin fingers around Ciel's member and began to slowly pump it. Ciel gasped, his hips bucking almost immediately as never-before-experienced pleasure shot through his system. "Ah-n-no! It… It f-feels…!" the boy struggled to protest, but he couldn't put words around how this felt. He knew it was wrong, he knew his parents told him to make a future erastes go through Hell and back to be able to touch him in such a way, but he never knew it would feel so good.

Still, the boy kicked and struggled, trying to move his body away from Sebastian. The older man easily held Ciel's hips down with his free hand, restricting his movements and continuing to pump the boy. He then paused, moved the hand holding Ciel's hips down, and grabbed the white cloth beside the boy's head. "You need to shut that pretty mouth of yours." He then wrapped the white cloth around Ciel's mouth, the boy's protests now muffled. Sebastian moved his hand back to Ciel's hips, continuing to hold him down. His hand around Ciel's length gripped it tightly and began moving faster, faster, faster.

Forced arousal made its way into Ciel's body. His skin flushed a deep pink as his head lolled to the side, his eyes fluttering closed. Drool began to trail down his chin as he whimpered, his voice still muffled but very audible. "Nh…" His hips bucked and rocked insanely, and Sebastian occasionally teased him by running his thumb across the boy's slit. He sometimes even slowed down to an unbearably tantalizing pace, getting Ciel to hold his breath and tense up.

The sight was a complete beauty to Sebastian. The young, supple boy, spread out across the bed, his pale, milky body flushed and eyes closed with embarrassment. Ciel's small fingers clenched onto the bed sheets, and his legs were propped up, his toes curling into the sheets.

His chest was rising and falling as he breathed heavily, his voice sweet yet loud even through the white cloth wrapped around his mouth.

It didn't take long. Not at all. It didn't take long for the boy to go completely silent as he felt the knot in his stomach tighten, his hips bucking sharply. He then began to breathe even louder, his voice getting high and desperate. "I-I-I….!"

His entire body visibly tensed with the building arousal before his hips snapped and jerked. He released all over the bed sheets, his abdomen, and his legs.

The boy continued to jerk and twitch, and Sebastian maintained his hold on the member as Ciel tried to flinch away.

"Just because your pleasure is momentarily over doesn't mean I'm done with you," Sebastian said, his hand holding onto Ciel's hips bringing him close and making him sit up, holding him close to his body.

Ciel's head fell over to rest on Sebastian's shoulder as he continued jerking and twitching, his eyes fluttering and body trembling. Sebastian could feel the trembles against his own body.

"Damn… This is the strongest post-coital reaction I've ever witnessed," Sebastian said, his eyes curious as he moved his head to watch Ciel's face.

He cupped the boy's round face and lowered the white cloth, staring at his pink, moist lips. He leaned in for a kiss, still holding Ciel's face still. But Ciel had finally begun to calm down from his orgasm, and he kicked the older man as hard as he could. Though Sebastian didn't fall over and cry like Ciel had hoped, his eyes did widen as he paused.

"St-stop doing this to me," Ciel said, his voice shaking slightly.

Sebastian looked thoughtful for a bit before nodding. He moved off the bed and opened his closet, pulling out a light blue chiton. He tossed it at Ciel, not even looking at him, still facing the closet as he spoke. "Put this on, and leave this room. Ask one of the servants for a guest room."

Ciel didn't know why, but he was hurt. Hurt by the cold, unfeeling words, hurt by Sebastian not looking at him when he spoke.

But he ignored it and quickly put the chiton on. When he stood, he caught sight of Sebastian unsheathing a sword and wiping it with the curtain beside the window.

The boy quickly left the room. I should be thankful I'm out of that pervert's bedroom. How shameful would it be if he had made me sleep in there?!

But there was a feeling of melancholy in the boy's heart. Something about being in such an intimate situation with this man and then being asked to leave the room was… hurtful.

Ciel swallowed thickly and shook his head, his bare feet continuing to make small, short steps across the marble floor.

I'll just have to forget what happened… Forget what he did… Forget him.